24 Jan 2018
"For having commitment issues, you are unnervingly consistent in one thing."
I tried to ignore the baiting words, cigarette smoke catching in my lungs. I rolled my eyes and met his icy ones, "And, what's that?"
"Procrastinating." He took a lazy drag, "Your avoidance of doing anything of merit, it's fascinating."
"That's pretty rude of you, considering one could say you were birthed by my procrastination." I nibbled some popcorn, and took in the spread of images on my screen.
He cringed, "How vulgar!" his tone flat.
I laughed, "Your one to talk. I have to censor you to an outrageous degree."
His lips curled into a cruel smile. A plume of smoke was rising from his cigarette. "I find it humorous, the story could use some scandalous bits to keep it interesting." He stood and attempted to look at the screen, "Not that it will every see the light of day."
I glared at him and quickly clicked back on Microsoft Word. "Not if you keep being impossible."
"Blaming me for your failings, how very human." His words bore a smugness, that made me want to want to punch him.
"It seems to be a trait in fae as well. " I shot back, knowing how empty and futile it was to argue with him.
He just blew more smoke.
I typed some random words in, and watched as he circled my room.
"Quaint." He observed, his disgust barely disguised as he fiddled with some paint brushes. "If this is the world you have to live in, I can see why you prefer others."
"Right now, I would prefer to be left alone." I muttered, with a sigh.
He smirked, "That could be arranged."
I looked up only to see a trail of smoke coming from his crushed cigarette on the wood floor. "Thanks for nothing..." I muttered, clicking off Word and back onto Pinterest.
So, that is a small sample of what I have been dealing with as I attempt to write a sequel to Falling Snow. It's more or less Cynfael's story, but he seems less then enthusiastic about it.
I was wanting to do a Q&A post with him, so if you have any questions for him. They would be very appreciative. Ask him something personal, I love making him squirm.